This Sacred Ground

I walk upon this sacred ground,

sweet bird song is the only sound;

the Spirits walk beside me though,

I feel their power, feel their flow.

I know they walk the truest way

so let me follow, let me play

my role in this most Sacred dance,

my place right here is not by chance

and so I’ll walk until I find

that Sacred point within my mind.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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